Passing by the same lanes, if ever cross each other's road and I smile back at you, know that life didn't leave me in amnesia. I still remember you and that's kind of a good thing for me. Stopping by your side just to ask about how life has been to you all this time, while I wasn't a listener to all those midnight tales will be the gesture I will make. I will smile at you, not in a way that expresses the kind of feelings I ever treasured for you but with a smile of contentment. I will be genuinely happy to know if life is treating you well and good.
Don't ask me about the memories which I fought with. Don't ask me how it was to live without you. Don't bother to pretend that you were sorry for your virulent actions back then, and nor do hold any kind of apologies for the times when you vituperated my soul. Don't ask me anything about the memories which are no longer alive. Though they are still somewhere tucked neatly at the farthest corner of my heart. I don't want to pretend to be happy much in the same way with you. We can be the companions for the road that ends as we part ways. I will move on towards the road where I left you behind, and you are free to walk out on the path you chose back then.
I know you must be thinking how I changed. Did I get someone new in your place? Just like a substitute? However, the answer resides in nature. Everything is changing with every passing time. Now when I think of how I wasted myself trying to pull you back in my life it leaves me amused at my own self. I know how you enchanted my heart with your spell but I never deserved it anyway. Don't ask me the reasons why, because maybe this was the best thing that destiny had for us.
Now that you know how I changed, it feels good to feel the new me. Oh! sorry, I suppose this isn't the new me, but the old me who was lost somewhere when my heart fell for you. I know I am made up of a set of flaws which you never liked. You wanted me to mould myself in the way you liked. You wanted me to be a bird who was trapped deep inside some holds of iron bars, which were too strong for me to break. You wanted me to change for you and only then, you could have fallen for me just in the same way. But when I didn't you chose to leave and that's something perfectly okay for me.
Now, when you tell me of how I changed that's actually a damn good compliment. Thanks that you made me change, not for you but for myself. Not to fall for someone who couldn't love me without changing me but for the person, I have become who is strong enough to let go. I won't behave in the same way now. I am no longer in a battle to make everything set right in their own places. I will no longer ask you to open up when you leave me burnt with your words. This time, I will fall for myself as I change myself in a way that leaves me dainty in my own way. You took my viridity for granted while I gifted you the whole of my heart to live in when you asked just for a little space. You left my heart in ruins while it took me time to recollect every piece and keep it strong. This time if we cross roads again, don't ask me why I changed, assume it to be our story destiny scripted for us. Because nothing is eternal, everything is ephemeral.